This was too shocking!
If it were just an Imperial Scripture Inheritance, that would be one thing. Although surprising, it wouldn't have been enough to faze him. However, the Divine Skills Wang Xiu displayed were clearly sothing only achievable by comprehending an Imperial Scripture-level inheritance to the realm of perfection! How could this be possible?
One had to understand that even in the Nine Heavens, among the Di Clans and Holy Lands with Great Emperor-level ancestors, an inheritance was all that remained. Among their descendants, those who could cultivate that inheritance to the level of perfection were few and far between.
In a sense, anyone capable of cultivating an Imperial Scripture to perfection was already a being akin to a Great Emperor.
Even Dragon Emperor Ao Lie himself, after cultivating the Dragon Clan's Imperial Scripture, the *Ancestral Dragon Sutra*, for tens of thousands of years, had only just managed to reach the Great Accomplishnt stage. And among all the Dragon Emperors in the clan's history, this was already considered fast.
The realm of perfection? He didn't even dare to dream of it. If he had cultivated the *Ancestral Dragon Sutra* to perfection back then, what could those Supres from the various races have done to him, even if they had joined forces?
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Dragon Emperor Ao Lie's voice was now laced with fear. "Who... who exactly are you?"
He had reason to be suspicious.
Wang Xiu is definitely the reincarnation of so ancient powerhouse... perhaps even the reincarnation of a Great Emperor. Otherwise, there's no way to explain where he acquired this perfect-level Imperial Scripture Divine Skill.
Clad in his white robes, Wang Xiu stood within the void. Holding the Great Luo Heaven in his left hand, he flipped it over to suppress the world below. "Sanqing, Wang Xiu!"
BOOM!
The vast world shattered, dissolving into endless streams of light and shadow that subrged the Dragon Emperor.
The Dragon Emperor no longer held back. The immortal power and Dragon Qi within him surged mightily, and his aura soared to its absolute zenith, as if a true god had descended upon the world. A Cave Heaven World rose above his head, vast and boundless like a full moon, enveloping him in a resplendent and dazzling radiance.
Then, with a beckoning motion of his hand, dozens of streaks of light tore through the air. They were Divine Swords, Artifact Embryos, Exquisite Towers, and various other divine objects, including quite a few Immortal Artifacts. They had all been in the Blood Pool earlier, sparking fierce disputes and slaughter. Now that those who fought over them were dead, the treasures returned to their rightful owner. Under the Dragon Emperor's control, the host of artifacts surged with divine radiance, erupting with a trendously powerful aura and coalescing into an unimaginably sharp blade that slashed toward the world above!
This strike was incredibly powerful. In the outside world, it could have easily torn apart mountains, cleaved the oceans, and sliced stars from the sky.
But it was still suppressed by the world ford from Divine Sense. The Dragon Emperor's body sank continuously as his aura grew increasingly frantic, the pressure on him multiplying.
Wang Xiu watched this scene with indifference.
Yes, your Divine Skills are strong. After contemplating the latter half of the Divine Power Volu for tens of thousands of years, your comprehension is extrely profound. But how can they possibly compare to a perfect-level Imperial Scripture?
BOOM!
The Dragon Emperor was, after all, the Dragon Emperor. He was not imdiately crushed and managed to break free, but he was no longer as cold and domineering as before.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at Wang Xiu and said, "Perhaps we can talk!"
"Fine," Wang Xiu replied calmly. "Let's talk."
Hardly had the words left his lips when the Heavenly Book above his head began to glow. Imnse mana surged forth, and Zhulong's Scale seed to burst into flas, frantically converting the power in the surrounding space for Wang Xiu's use.
Another gigantic dharma likeness manifested behind him.
He lifted his hand, and his palm transford into an unfathomable abyss that swept forward.
Ming Emperor's Prison-Guarding Scripture!
The Dragon Emperor had just started to relax upon hearing Wang Xiu's words, but he was imdiately startled by this sudden action and hastily threw up a defense.
"We can talk while we fight. It poses no conflict," ca Wang Xiu's indifferent voice.
The Dragon Emperor was so furious he wanted to curse.
This human... he's truly cunning.
But then, realization dawned. He stared at the Ming Emperor dharma likeness behind Wang Xiu, and his eyes filled with terror.
Could it be... another perfect-level Imperial Scripture?
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